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The quadruple immediately perked up at the question, “Well we—” they were then suddenly cut off by non other than Sicheng himself. He laughed nervously as he spoke, “Haha— can we eat before discussing this?”

“Um, sure honey.” Mrs. Dong answered, the woman was really curious about what the boys were about to do, as they seemed to be rather gentle than their usual wild self along with Sicheng.

Time passed, and dinner was served. Judging by the looks of the boys, they seemed pleased about the dishes they finished, taking a momentum to savour the delicious essence of home cooked meals.

It's not like these four boys rarely get home cooked meals, it's only the fact that; it's always the maids' cooking. It really has been a while since the boys experienced cooking from a family member, especially a mom.

“Sicheng! Can you please control your dog-” Sicheng eyed the source of the command which was from his father who was carrying his samoyed puppy that had it's tongue out.

“Nojam!” a seemingly 10 year old boy exclaimed as he exited a room nearby, “Renjun— take this dog and don't let him out for a while, your brother has guests.” Jaehyun cooed at Renjun who grabbed Nojam and carried him to his room before slamming it shut.

“You got a puppy?!” Yuta exclaimed at Sicheng who covered his ears at that moment, “Yes, I do—” Taeil laughed at this, “Why was he named ‘Nojam’ though?” Jaehyun asked.

“Well, Renjun was the one who thought of the name, he said it reminded him of his crush ‘Lee Jeno’ because, ‘No Jam’ was one of his nicknames.”

“Oh you mean Mark's brother,” Kun pointed out as the younger nodded, as soon as all the food was gone at a swift motion after the chatter, a cough was heard.

They all looked up and saw Mr. Dong and Mrs. Dong sitting down not too far from them, “Now, the explanation I asked for, boys.” Mrs. Dong stated as Sicheng started to sweat.

“Well, Mr. and Mrs. Dong, we're here to humbly request your acceptance in letting us court your eldest son, Dong Sicheng.” Kun announced as they all stood up and bowed before sitting back down.

“C-Court our s-son?” Mr. Dong asked, tone being timid as he stared at the boys who were eager to hear an answer. “Well— no one ever asked us that before, moreover four boys.”

“Hmm, alright, We'll let you court him. But, you have to give us reasons and benefits to it.” Mrs. Dong followed as Mr. Dong choked on his own spit out of shock, “Are you really gonna let them?”

“Awh you, we've known these boys ever since, it's not like it's surprising they fell in love with our little boy. They're not strangers, honey. They're also family from the memories they shared with us.”

“Fair point. But if they are family, don't you think it's necessary to just let them already? We'll skip the interview for the wedding.” Mr. Dong announced as Sicheng choked before being tackled by the boys in a large hug.

“Alright alright. But see?! They love him so much!” Mrs. Dong chirped as she took out her phone snapping photos, she simply adored her son being chased around by four babies she took care of as they grew.

Although she hasn't seen Taeil much, since Sicheng would usually bring the other three out of nowhere for different reasons. Yet, she does consider him one of her children as she assisted him with taking care of Sicheng when the boy was ill.

“What's going on?” Renjun asked as their mother simply smiled, “Sichenggie will have one of these boys as his future husband.” the boy then gave a sour expression, “Ewwieeeeee- marriage-”

“Shush Jun, marriage is a wonderful thing and one day you and Jeno will—” Jaehyun was cut off as a blushing Renjun covered his mouth, “Jeno?” Mr. Dong asked as he squinted his eyes at his youngest son.

“Who is this ‘Jeno’?” Mrs. Dong asked in confusion as Sicheng exclaimed, “RENJUN'S CRUSH!” the boy then recieved a kick on the leg as Kun pulled the boy to a chair.

“You okay, Cheng?” Yuta asked as Sicheng simply let out a yelp, “Meh- I'm used to it.” he mumbled as both Yuta and Taeil examined him. They continue blabbering about how Sicheng is until they heard a knock on the door.

“I'll get it!” Renjun dashed towards the door before Kun could scold him. As he opened the door he saw Jeno holding a book. “Ah Injunnie!” the boy smiled as he waved his hand.

“Well this is interesting,” Taeil said firmly. Sicheng ran his hand through his soft locks as he sighed, “Welp, here we go again— I'm sure later Renjun will start opening up about how much he loves Jeno again.”

Yuta chuckled at the two young boys at the door, soon Renjun finally let Jeno in, and of course the couple wouldn't let Renjun's crush go so easily as they slid into the couch where Jeno sat with Renjun.

“Well this is a mess isn't it?” Jaehyun plopped back down into his chair as Kun just shifted in his position, “Honestly, I don't really care, what matters now is that we finally get to court Chenggie.”

Sicheng then prayed to God in silence, to not make his life harder than it already is, “We start tomorrow in courting our beloved!” Yuta shed fake tears.

“Alright then,” Kun simply answered as the others simple nodded in response. “And for you, Chenggie, rest for now, alright?” Yuta smiled as he pecked Sicheng's head which made the other three fume and peck other parts of Sicheng's face leaving his lips.

“That was weird but thank you for not stealing my lips' virginity?” Sicheng stated as his expression went blank while his cheeks dusted a tint of pink, which led to the males chuckling.

“S-Stop! Go away!” Sicheng squirmed as he started pushing the boys onto the door one by one as his parents were busy enough not to notice. “Alright, see you tomorrow, Chenggie!” Jaehyun waved as they left.

Sicheng hit his back against the door after slamming it shut, slowly sliding down in distress as he sighed loudly, “Ah, I swear to God, how am I supposed to handle this tomorrow-”

©SEXYUWIN2K19

a/n: I hate 2019, I swear. anyways, the next chapters will be each point of views, chapter 7 will be Yuta's planning, chapter 8 will be Jaehyun's, so on and so forth

hope you enjoyed this mess, oml

—SENPAI

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